note this post has a picture of my leg, wrapped but you can see some bruising and an un-pedicured foot. please note. it is kinda gross.
so after an almost three hour doctor visit yesterday i learned i have a hairline fracture on my tibia. what happened? well it is kinda a long story. a story that demonstrates how stubborn i am. but i will share it anyway. i first missed catching a softball last thursday night. it hit my shin. it hurt really bad. i thought i would have a pretty nasty bruise and that would be the end of it. i iced it all that night and friday because i had my big race on saturday morning. (can you see how my stubbornness is going to play a role?) i wasn’t in that much pain and i ran my race. it was a bit swollen after but again, not that much pain.
since saturday my leg has just gotten worse and worse. i never developed a bruise on the spot where i got hit, which i thought was really weird. i did develop deep purple bruising below my ankle. weird. by wednesday i couldn’t even lightly rub my shin without tears. by wednesday night straightening my leg hurt. so with weird bruising, tremendous sensitivity, and loss of mobility i thought it time to go to the doctor. so here we are.
a fractured tibia. i have two weeks to use crutches and put no weight on it. then i go back to the doctor for another x-ray. if no improvement, i will likely be put into a leg cast. please, oh please, let there be improvement. me. summer heat. leg cast. this is not a good recipe.
i have my handy bottle of 800mg of motrin that i take 3x a day and some anti-inflammatory gel that needs to be applied 4x a time. fun times people. here i am. resting. learning how to use the sewing machine peddle foot with my left foot. trying to finish up some last minute crafts for the fair.
maybe a crafter on crutches will garner sympathy purchases. here to hoping!
have a wonderful weekend.